Chapter 822: Seizure of power
The crowd was echoing Tian Ziming's words, and Mu Yu was in the middle of the cultivators, looking so uncomfortable.
Xiao Shuai gritted his teeth and said, "It's the miscellaneous of Tianxingmen again, Mu Yu, let's kill him!"
Mu Yu indifferently glanced at Tian Ziming, who was confronting the old city lord in the sky, shook his head and said, "I won't be merciful when I kill him, but what can I do if I kill him?
They didn't dare, because they were afraid of the Yumon demons.
"Killing him will at least make me feel relieved. Xiao Shuai waved his little fist twice.
Mu Yu put his hand on Xiao Shuai's shoulder: "You're right, I'll think about it." ”
But he has more important things to consider, it is very likely that the Yumeng Demon Clan came to trouble him because he found out that he came to this city, and Dongsha City also fell into this situation because of him, this is his responsibility, and he doesn't like to evade responsibility.
The people in the sky were still confronting, and Tian Ziming's words had already won the support of most cultivators.
The old city lord said in a deep voice: "Everyone must choose to believe in that senior in the tribulation period now, we don't need that senior to lead us to defeat the Yumeng Demon Clan, we only need to hold on for two days under his leadership, I believe that reinforcements from other cities and sects will definitely come over to relieve the siege!"
"Lord City Lord, tell everyone, when will our Terran reinforcements arrive?Have you already sent someone to inform the others?" asked Tian Ziming loudly.
Everyone looked at He Jinglong, and the matter of reinforcements from the Terran race was very urgent. If that mysterious person can't be found, then they must rely on the cultivators of other cities to come and assist, and the Eight Gates also need to send a master of the Tribulation Period to come, otherwise there is no hope for Dongsha City at all!
He Jinglong looked at Tian Ziming, an anger flashed in his eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "I have already informed the other city lords of the news, and the reinforcements of the human race will arrive soon!"
"City Lord, don't deceive yourself, yesterday the Youmeng Demon Clan came suddenly, and there was no defense at all, and then they blocked Dongsha City, not to mention that it is a human being now, not even a fly can fly out, Lord City Lord, can you explain, what did you rely on to inform the other city lords?" Tian Ziming snorted coldly.
"Lord Castle, is this true?
"So there's no reinforcements coming to relieve us?"
There was another commotion on the street, and everyone looked at He Jinglong in disbelief, waiting for his response.
He Jinglong glared at Tian Ziming angrily, Tian Ziming has been tearing down his platform, he has been enduring it, his own face is not a big deal, but what Tian Ziming said will only lead things to a worse situation.
"Tianziming, pay attention to the way you speak! It is impossible for other cities not to notice that such a big thing has happened!" He Jinglong rebuked angrily.
In the face of the great enemy, he lied and told all the cultivators about the reinforcements, originally to boost morale and keep everyone from despairing. He thinks that even if the Terrans don't have reinforcements, as long as the mysterious senior from yesterday stands up, things will definitely take a turn for the better.
But he didn't expect that Tian Ziming, a straw bag, would contradict him at this time, and because the other party was an elder of Tianxingmen, what he said was even more convincing than that of him who was injured now.
Tian Ziming didn't pay attention to He Jinglong at all, and still said in his own way: "I think it is necessary for everyone to know the truth, and it is necessary to make the most correct judgment, since the news can't get out, then we should look for opportunities to protect ourselves." If reinforcements don't arrive within three days, we'll have to wait for death. Now everyone agrees to find out the person from yesterday and let him go out to face the Yumeng Demon Clan by himself, only then can the rest of us survive!
"Bastard, in my city, it's not your turn to point fingers!" He Jinglong shouted, "Handing him over is tantamount to compromising with the Youmeng Demon Clan, when will our Terran do such a spineless thing? You know, our Terran and Youmeng Demon Clan are in an endless situation, and there is no compromise!"
"Lord of the city, the one who knows the times is Junjie. The Yumeng Demon Clan is menacing, and we can't stop it at all. Leaving Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood, sacrificing one person, and being able to save the residents of the whole city is the point. Not to be outdone, Tian Ziming said.
He Jinglong was extremely angry: "Tianziming, what are you thinking in your head? Could it be that if we hand over that person, the Youmeng Demon Clan will let us go? Do you think the Youmeng Demon Clan will be so trustworthy? If the Youmeng Demon Clan will really let go of Dongsha City, then you are wrong!"
"How do you know if you don't give it a try, we have reached an agreement with the Yumeng Demon Clan for the time being, as long as we hand over that person, I don't think they will disagree. ”
"Make an agreement with the Youmeng Demon Clan?" He Jinglong covered his chest with his hands, angry at this spineless sentence, "Tianziming, you have to pay attention to your identity, we are a human race, and there is no such thing as an agreement with the Youmeng Demon Clan!"
"Lord City Lord, it seems that you are seriously injured, your brain is confused, you have no way to talk or do anything, what we need is a person who can save Dongsha City to be the city lord, not a person who will only follow the rules to lead us, I now doubt whether you have colluded with the Yumeng Demon Clan, I see that you are no longer qualified to be this city lord!"
"You-" He Jinglong was furious, although he was not a member of the Eight Gates, his majesty was not something that Tian Ziming could provoke.
It's just that Tian Ziming is at least right about one thing, now He Jinglong has been seriously injured, I'm afraid that even ordinary cultivators who merge with one heaven can't beat it, let alone Tian Ziming.
"Yes, I think we need a more reliable person to be our leader at this time. ”
"We think Elder Tian Ziming is a very good candidate. ”
"That's right, Tian Ziming is the elder of the Heavenly Star Gate, and now leading us is the most correct choice!"
The people below responded one after another, and everyone had already recognized Tian Ziming's words, plus Tian Ziming's identity, so for a while, Tian Ziming's call to be the city lord became the highest.
There were two more cultivators in the merger period in the air, one was Zhuang Hong of the Xuanling Sect, and the other was Leng Qiufeng of the Lonely Evil Sect, and these two people didn't have any thoughts of fighting when they met the Youmeng Demon Clan yesterday.
The appearance of the two of them made the crowd quiet again, because these two people were also elders who belonged to the Eight Sects, and their identities and cultivation were not to be underestimated.
Zhuang Hong arched his hand at He Jinglong, the old city lord, and said: "He Daoyou, you were too seriously injured yesterday, you don't need to worry about the next things, you can recuperate with peace of mind, and the affairs of Dongsha City will be handled by our eight people." ”
Leng Qiufeng also nodded: "Yes, I agree to temporarily take the position of city lord from Xiu to the highest Tianziming Daoist who is now the highest!"
Tian Ziming of the Heavenly Star Gate, Zhuang Hong of the Xuanling Gate, and the cold autumn wind of the Lonely Evil Gate, if He Jinglong, the old city lord of the Nine Heavens in the Merge Period, had not been injured, they would not have dared to seize the city of others so blatantly, but now that everyone is looking forward to it, they have won the support of all the cultivators!
"Old City Lord, offended, I'm thinking about the entire Dongsha City!" Tian Ziming sneered.
"What do you want to do!" City Lord He Jinglong was furious, and after the injuries in his body were pulled, blood had already overflowed from the corners of his mouth again.
"I want your city lord seal!"
"You!" the old city lord spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was almost unsteady on his feet.
"Old City Lord, you better obey the will of the people and hand it over!" Leng Qiufeng said.
"That's right, hand over the city lord seal, we don't want to do anything to you!" Zhuang Hong said in a deep voice.
"Hand over the City Lord's Seal!"
"You don't deserve to be our city lord!"
"Hand it over!"
All the cultivators had already shouted indignantly, blaming He Jinglong one after another, forcing He Jinglong to hand over the City Lord Seal that could communicate with the city protection array.
The old city lord looked at the cultivators below, and suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed: "Alas! How did the cultivation realm become like this!
I think that at the beginning, in order to kill the Yumeng Demon Clan, the cultivators could move forward bravely and fight bloodily, and never flinched, but now the new generation of cultivators has lost the blood that their ancestors should have, and they are even thinking of compromise!
"That's it!"
He shook his head, then reached out with a trembling hand, and a palm-sized square seal had already appeared in his hand. This big seal was glowing with golden formations all over its body, and with its appearance, the entire protective array also emitted a slight tremor, and everyone could sense the changes in the protective array, because the protective array regarded them as the base of the formation.
The old city lord looked at the statue of Sword Shadow Dust Wind at the gate of the city in the distance, and said sadly: "If you do this, you will only insult the ancestors of the cultivation realm and let down Lord Sword Shadow Dust Wind!"
He couldn't continue to keep this city lord seal, in the cultivation realm where cultivation was supreme, now that he was seriously injured, he couldn't resist, and if people who were greedy for life and afraid of death wanted him to step down, he had to step down.
"You don't need to worry about that! Saving the lives of the cultivators in the city is what the true god wants to see. Tian Ziming sneered and took the city lord's seal!
The old city lord closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly landed on the steps outside the gate of the city lord's mansion, his body could no longer hold on, he stumbled two steps, and almost fell.
But a hand held him.
"Be careful, old man. Mu Yu said softly.
He Jinglong glanced up at Mu Yu and shook his head slightly: "Alas!"
Mu Yu looked at the old city lord, and what the old city lord did made him deeply admire. He could have stopped all this, he could have directly intervened to help the old city lord and kill Tianziming.
But he didn't do it, because as soon as he made a move, even if everyone didn't dare to speak anymore, they would resent him, these people had no fighting spirit in front of the Yumeng Demon Clan, even if he showed up, what would he do? It was impossible for him to lead a group of cultivators who were greedy for life and afraid of death to fight against the Yumeng Demon Clan, and neither could the old city lord.
"Sir, do you have any family?"
For such a bloody old man, his descendants should also be bloody, and Mu Yu doesn't want his descendants to be pointed out by Qianfu.
But the old city lord shook his head: "I am alone, my wife died early, and my two sons were also killed by the Youmeng Demon Clan when they went to that mountain range some time ago to inquire about the news of the Yumeng Demon Clan. ”
A trace of sadness crossed his eyes.